Lyrics:
away from my corner
I drown niggas in hundred degree saunas
You can act a fool if ya wanna (bitch)
It's this lyrical piranha
Strapped wit a grenade
Too definitive to stay whole
So my will shifts into grenades, letting the purest of rains flow
Lights rekindled retain glow, but I still search all
eyes
Yeah, now I gotta stand by, watch the flames rise
Stay up all night 'til the daylight
All I see in my life is some grey skies
So I gotta stay high,
another time I'm beating by a terminated try
First there was the rock, then the stick, then the bow, then the knife
Machine gun, hand grenade, napalm,
clutch as fuck
Fast lifestyle slow me down double cup
Old school vis'ans rhyme ambidextrous
I switch hands five o clock when your bitch lands
By six
know your click is full of wussies
When you walk by you smell like pussies
You niggaz ain't killa to fuck with godzilla
Monsters, Villans fo real
[intro]
Hell yeah
This is how we supposed to do
Uh-huh, black fist we gon' do?
[chorus]
Drop the grenade, niggas ain't larger
Time to get paid,
tryna get by
Middle finger up for what they did, I
All this money on me got me so fly
Know I'm on the same shit
Still a asshole, bitch, I rep the same
still breathin, top
Grenade, ice it up, cop pies, slice it
Up you really think you nice enough
Fuck around wit twice your luck
Even seekin scrolls until
and said
"Fuck you!", then pulled the pin on the grenades instead
Then like the sound of thundering clouds on the mountain side
Fire's ablaze where Juliet
need my own parade
Fuck itm give me hand grenades
Watch me make a suicide salad out a rap ballad
For the love of the kill, I kill for the love
I'm
on the scene with cocktails
One nigga looking for po po, in Forest Hill
Someone looking through windows
The doorbells goes off followed by the pump and gas
mayday
Toughest in my hood nah, but I am not for play-play
On the East side, my niggas had hand grenades and AK's
Plus nobody love me more, more than my
from hurricanes to a slow rain
Your thoughts are so plane, I rearrange your whole frame
Until my whole name grow out your brain like Rogaine
Letter by
to flow
Yo, my M.O., making all kind of dough
From the info that Rakim show, ya know?
Yes yes y'all, I still fiend by any means
To flow, and I go
Shall I proceed? (Yes indeed)
I'ma throw shade if I can't get paid (uh huh)
Blow you up to your girl like the Army grenade (uh)
You can slide on my ice
so I'm thinking rape
Shouldn'ta had her curtains open, so that's her fate
Leavin' out her house, grabbed the bitch by her mouth
Drug her back in,
to
When they hear us roll by
Some people hate still i dont mind
Getting paid just the way i like
Cant stop the Rayn so dont try
When they hear us roll by
You're throwing me glances like razor blades
You're tossing me chances like hand grenades
I've tried so hard to get under your skin
But I can't find
the same
We're all the same against this hell
We're the monster they created
The hand grenade they activated
Fueled by shame and regrets
We're trying
grenade
Populated by the same flies
Populated by the same flies
After more than 300 days in the trenches
Persevere and suffer
One attack to end everthing
your date
I don't think this was an accident
I think we met by fate
Man the vibe just seem perfect
Maybe we should trade numbers and call each other
astray
By those who throw into schoolyards grenades?
Were they miseducated, misinformed, mistaken?
Do they have murderers' souls, caged by iron?
Soldiers'
to matter somehow
And if we'd kept on chasing desire
We would have been ashes by now
Oh, we would've been ashes by now
What we lost was control
Maybe it's
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